I used to be scared
when I lost my breath
thought i was dying
a slow helpless death

but I've learned from life's lessons
they cannot be saved
because they're not lost
just renewed and remade.

I think of the breaths
in ways i've not thought of
in ways I  confess
 deep dreams of Love.

I breathe in I breathe out
but it always the same
when I can't see difference
when they've came and they've gone.

I breathe in I breathe out
each day for us something new
I breathe in I breathe out
with you.

No! I've not lost my breath
Lord that won't do
and Lord surely I'll die
not sharing my breaths
and soon i forget
sharing my breaths
with you.